UGB Chapter 431 Soul-Sealing Talisman Receives White Light
Chapter 431 Soul-Sealing Talisman Receives White Light
Shopkeeper Hu still had tears on his face, and his chest heaved with anger at his words.
"Could you please say less?"
"No, if I don't speak up when it hurts, it'll make me look like I'm at a disadvantage."
Yu Lin Hong's lingering regret floated up the back of his hand along the blood-stained invitation, the red patterns forming half of a wet and beautiful woman's face. The face hadn't truly taken shape, but it had already pressed his fingers onto the wedding invitation.
The seventh eye unfolded its red sleeves, and the faces of those who had disappeared in the black water rose again, uttering the same sentence in unison.
"Press it down."
The soul-suppressing coins at Shopkeeper Hu's feet were tossed about by the water and fire. She gritted her teeth and firmly reattached the silver hairpin talisman, calling out her childhood name over and over again.
"Ah Sui, the hearth fire recognizes you, the firewood recognizes you, and someone on the shore recognizes you."
Mo Chengyue's right index finger had already touched the edge of the wedding invitation's illusory image, and red light immediately climbed up his fingertip, as if to rewrite his blood into the lamp's base.
Yu Linhong whispered along his meridians.
"Just this one more step."
Mo Chengyue suddenly loosened his left hand from his right wrist, letting that finger press forward.
Manager Hu cried out in alarm.
"Mo Chengyue!"
The seventh eye's red veil was lifted, and wet hair spread out from under the veil. Her tone finally revealed a hint of triumphant pleasure.
"Yes, finish writing it."
Mo Chengyue's fingers stopped in front of the illusory image, not landing on the post, but instead he twisted his wrist and inserted the end of the array hook into the red lines of his palm.
The red mark was pried open by the iron hook, and blood flowed out along the hook groove, with the soul-protecting talisman's fire burning inside.
Yu Lin Hong's voice turned cold.
"What are you doing?"
Mo Chengyue chuckled, his mouth filled with the smell of medicine, his teeth glistening with blood.
"I'll help you inspect the after-sales service."
The Nine Heavens Thunder Control Technique started from within his arm, and fine lightning bolts rushed along his meridians to his palm, scorching black blood marks wherever the red lines passed.
Mo Chengyue's right sleeve was burned from the inside by lightning and fire, and the tendons under the skin lit up one by one, but were then pressed back to the bone by the Yin-Yang True Essence.
Manager Hu's face turned pale, but he still dared not stop calling out the nickname.
"Ah Sui, don't turn back, don't get on the boat, your sister is on the shore."
Forced by the thunder and fire, Yu Lin Hong retreated from her meridians towards the blood oath, her voice finally revealing her anger.
"You'd rather lose an arm than finish writing the post?"
Mo Chengyue used his left hand to push the array hook deeper into his palm, and blood dripped from the hook tip into the talisman ash, which immediately burned out pungent smoke.
Whether it's abolished or not is the clinic's business, not mine.
The seventh eye urged in a sharp voice.
"Master Jade, suppress him; his lightning magic will only damage your arm, not your soul."
Yu Lin Hong stopped laughing. The deep red lingering thought sank from under Mo Cheng Yue's wrist bone and began to drill into the main meridian inside his arm, attempting to bypass the Yin-Yang True Essence and rush straight to Jianjing.
Mo Chengyue's left hand, which was forming a sword incantation, suddenly slowed down, and his fingertips missed the talisman position, causing the Tuowu Array on the array plate to shake and crack.
Shopkeeper Hu immediately pressed the white paper lantern forward, the handle so hot that her palm was smoking.
"Mo Chengyue, speak!"
Sweat dripped from Mo Chengyue's forehead onto the array plate, and the dampness created small pits in the talisman ash. He then spat blood from the tip of his tongue onto the edge of the soul-protecting talisman.
"He's still alive, don't report the death."
Shopkeeper Hu's eyes were red.
"Your hands are so fast they're out of control."
"Then let it listen to thunder."
Mo Chengyue shifted his left hand to his shoulder, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Control Technique surged from his dantian into his right arm. The Yin and Yang True Essence sealed off the external pathways, and the thunder and fire burned back and forth in the meridians, driving Yu Lin Hong's lingering resentment back to the blood oath in his palm.
Yu Lin Hong's voice was shattered by the thunder and fire, yet it still carried a chilling composure.
"You think forcing me to go back will end the relationship?"
Mo Chengyue's clothes were soaked with blood on his shoulders, and he could no longer lift his right arm when it hung down at his side, but he still held the array hook in his palm.
"It's fine if it's not cut off, but I'll make sure you're uncomfortable first."
Seeing that Yu Lin Hong was forced back into the blood pattern, the Seventh Eye immediately tied all the red threads to the lamp wick, trying to press Hu Shuang'er's loosened remnant back into the false name post.
Shopkeeper Hu saw that the remnant in the lamp wick was tangled with red thread, and his tears fell onto the lamp paper, only to be swirled into white mist by the heat.
"Ah Sui, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Mo Chengyue knelt before the array plate, his right arm no longer obeying his commands. He could only use his left hand to grab the Rain Flower Sword, and with the back of the sword, he used the talisman ash to tear open the edge of the red line for her.
"Silver hairpin".
Manager Hu immediately looked at him.
"Stab now?"
Mo Chengyue raised his chin, his gaze still avoiding the reflection in the cabin, focusing only on the crack on the array plate that had been worn open by his childhood name.
"Prick the wick, not the face, and don't call out old names."
The Seventh Eye's voice was shrill and piercing.
"Sister Hu, how dare you?"
Shopkeeper Hu handed the white paper lantern to her left hand, and with her right hand pulled out the silver hairpin charm from the lantern handle. The tip of the hairpin reflected the old silver light, illuminating her tear-streaked face.
"What I dared not do, I already did twenty years ago."
The seventh voice came from beneath the red veil, a girl's sobbing voice.
"Sister, it hurts."
The sound slowed down Hu's movements, and the tip of the hairpin stopped outside the lamp wick, the lamplight making the back of her fingers red.
Mo Chengyue gently pushed her wrist with the scabbard, not stabbing her, but simply correcting the slight deviation in direction.
"Don't take the pain, take her name."
Shopkeeper Hu closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his gaze fell only on the white light at the edge of the tattered face.
"Ah Sui, if it hurts, go back to shore and feel it, don't feel it in the boat."
A silver hairpin pierced the lamp wick.
The red lantern didn't shatter into pieces, but the flame shrank inward into a ball. The remaining three characters of "Hu Shuang'er" on the fake name post were picked up by the tip of the hairpin, and the red ash spread out along with the black water.
The seventh eye emitted a mournful laugh and a cry, and the figure in the red wedding dress collapsed once more towards the bottom of the wrecked ship.
"Sister, you're entrusting me to him."
Shopkeeper Hu didn't look at her, but stared at the thin wisp of white light that the silver hairpin had picked out from the lamp wick.
"I'm returning Ah Sui to Ah Sui."
Mo Chengyue grabbed the Soul-Sealing Talisman with his left hand. Before the talisman could be unfolded, the Jade Rain Red in the Blood Letter in his right palm lit up again, clearly wanting to add another karmic debt while the soul light left the lamp.
He cursed under his breath, biting the Soul-Sealing Talisman between his teeth with his left hand. The Rain Flower Sword sliced through the blood-red talisman, and lightning and fire pressed down along the back of the sword.
"Again?"
Yu Lin Hong's lingering resentment had retreated into the depths of the blood patterns, and her voice echoed through the blood fire.
"Can you keep her?"
Mo Chengyue tore open the Soul-Sealing Talisman with his teeth, rolled the talisman paper onto the silver hairpin with his left hand, and connected the wisp of white soul light into the talisman.
"If it can't be kept, it's not your turn to store it."
Shopkeeper Hu reached out to touch the talisman, but withdrew his hand halfway, instead using his fingertips to protect the white paper lamp.
"Is she inside?"
Mo Chengyue affixed the Soul-Sealing Talisman to a clean spot on the array plate. A faint, old silver light shone from the talisman, emanating from within—a girl's voice so soft it seemed to dissipate.
"sister."
Manager Hu leaned forward, but managed to stop himself.
"Ah Sui, I'm here."
The thin white light within the Soul-Sealing Talisman flickered. The voice no longer cried, nor did it imitate the Seventh Eye's tone; only weariness remained, worn down by the lamplight.
"Don't look at the seven lights."
Mo Chengyue was sealing his right arm with talisman ash when he heard this, and his movements slowed down.
Explain yourself.
Manager Hu hurriedly bent down, his voice hoarse.
"Ah Sui, speak slowly, don't rush."
The light of her soul shrank to the size of a grain of rice within the talisman, while the old scent of the silver hairpin sustained her last bit of clarity.
"After the seven lights, there is a ship without lights."
Mo Chengyue looked up at the outside of the dock. The watermarks on the array plate were fading from red to black, and the atmosphere of the red lantern ship was unusually quiet.
Shopkeeper Hu gripped the lamp handle tightly.
What is a ship without lights?
The white light within the Soul-Sealing Talisman trembled slightly, and the girl's voice had already dissipated to the point of being incoherent.
"Don't let it reach the shore."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old silver light on the Soul-Sealing Talisman dimmed. Mo Chengyue immediately placed a Soul-Protecting Talisman on top, sealing the wisp of remnant soul into the heart of the talisman.
Manager Hu stared at the talisman, his lips moved, but in the end he only called out the pet name.
"Ah Sui".
Mo Chengyue stuffed the Soul-Sealing Talisman into a small box covered with Red Sun Powder, and then used his left hand to pat three more Evil-Suppressing Talismans on the box lid.
"Don't cry yet, she's not gone."
Shopkeeper Hu's shoulders relaxed a little, and then it was seen that his right arm was hanging down at his side, with drops of blood from his sleeve falling outside the talisman ash.
Where are your hands?
Mo Chengyue looked down at his right arm and tried to move his fingers, but only the bloodstain on his palm turned slightly red.
"Short-term strike".
Just as Manager Hu was about to scold him, the sound of the tide outside the abandoned shipyard suddenly stopped.
It's not that it's receded into the distance, nor that it's been obscured by the red mist, but rather that the entire river, along with the mist, has had its color taken away by someone.
Before the seventh eye sank into the wrecked ship, a final, wet laugh escaped from beneath the red veil.
"It's here."
Mo Chengyue put the small box into his pocket, picked up the Yuhua sword with his left hand, and finally lost the nonchalant look on his face.
"Manager Hu, raise the lamp higher."
Manager Hu wiped away his tears, and the white paper lantern was lit again, but the light could not penetrate the darkness outside the dock.
The river surface in the distance was completely black, and even the red mist had vanished completely.
A ship without red lights silently docks.